Intro: A D (2x)
verse 1:
A
The curtain's
a sea anemone
D
in the way it sways
to the slow breeze
A
I lie spread
out on the
floor looking
D
at these things
and most of
them are yours
Chorus 1:
Bm
and it's so nice
D
sitting very still
without those
F#m
old shoes I
D
could never fill
Post Chorus: